Ray and I enjoyed a sweet day trip away from home yesterday. We left just after six a.m. and got to Tennessee’s Sequatchie Valley in time to look down at the rivers of fog suspended over the valley.
When we drove back toward home in the early evening, we got very near the same spot just after the sun had set.
Ray and I shared the driving. When it was my turn to drive, Ray worked on a project and I listened to biographies, first finishing one about Abraham Lincoln and then listening to part of one about Winston Churchill.
The hobby of painting which Churchill began as a way to relax became an important part of his life for many years. Though he and Mrs. Churchill had a strong and loving marriage, the two usually took separate vacations (not something I recommend on a regular basis like they did). The two wrote letters to each other while Churchill was away. Sometimes he wrote about what he was painting and about the light present during his painting sessions. Churchill was quite talented and created some beautiful works.
I appreciate art and enjoy visiting art museums. I marvel at what artists are able to capture on their canvases, but think about the beautiful art God creates every day. A painter may capture a spectacular moment during a day, but our Creator creates one after another throughout the day every day and all around the world. His power and creativity are unbounded.
And He loves and cares about us. Amazing.
Let me hear Your lovingkindness in the morning;
For I trust in You;
Teach me the way in which I should walk;
For to You I lift up my soul.
He made the moon for the seasons;
The sun knows the place of its setting.
You appoint darkness and it becomes night,
In which all the beasts of the forest prowl about.